Everlyn, my esteemed co-founder and resident sex goddess of LME first gave me this song and I will always have to thank her for that. The first few times I listened to it I was so captivated by the music and instrumentation that I thought the song was in French (it's not.at least this version. obviously) But once I learned better the words really enhance the experience. The lyrics are simple,but I don' think I need to point out the complexity they can hold, and I don't want to because those feelings would be necessarily different from my own, and I don't think I can articulate mine right now.
When I'm asleep in Cascade Street
When I'm asleep in Cascade Street
I don't, I don't
See anything
When I'm asleep in Cascade Street
When I'm asleep in Cascade Street
I hear, I hear
Nothing, nothing
In the cascade, in the cascade
You washed me
When I wake up in Cascade Street
When I wake up in Cascade Street
I feel nothing
I feel nothing
When I'm asleep in Cascade Street
When I'm asleep in Cascade Street
I don't remember
I don't remember
In the cascade, in the cascade
You washed me
When I wake up in Cascade Street
When I wake up in Cascade Street
I feel nothing
I feel nothing
In the cascade, in the cascade
You washed me
Yann Tiersen's "Rue des Cascades." Such a beautiful beautiful ethereal work. I could float away on her voice (and I think I may to the land of slumber; I am exhausted) As for you? enjoy this live version (the accordion is awesome):
Today was a very long day. Let's see how tomorrow turns out; shall we?
Yann Tiersen- Rue des Cascades (mp3)
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